". . . no matter what Seraphina's going to leave. So if I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life  . . . I have to win back Isobel. It's a bit of a self fulling property, right ? Right ? Maybe Isobel and I really are destined to be together whether we want to or not."

I slam my beer down and motion for another one. It's not even happy hour but I don't think anything of it since the bill is on Ashe's newest boytoy. As was the town car Ashe sent for me in Brooklyn. Usually I disapprove of the love-and-leave attitude Ashe had adapted, but today it had its perks.

We were safely tucked away at the end of the bar at Riverdale Tap, a blue collar bar a few blocks away from St. Liliths. Currently the locals believed Hmjeu (or Harry) was an  Episcopalian Preist who ran halfway house putting lost souls to work in his tailoring franchise.

They didn't think it odd if we occasionally stopped by or took up a table just to getaway. Hmjeu was always friendly with some of the Riverdale locals. He was always good at having contacts and getting shit done. Once Helios was taken care of I'd need to work on that. I'd have to much to do to even think of having a girlfriend.

Once we sat down I'd told Ashe everything about Seraphina and I from the beginning. How I'd met her at Father's bedside a year ago, how Seraphina told me Isobel was my true love, how I'd kissed Sera last year and couldn't stop thinking about it. How I kissed her at the bakery (leaving out the part where she kicked my ass) , How I'd seen a softer side of her, how she protected her sister, how I went to Boston with her.

"You don't believe in the old wives tale do you ? You really think Angel's have the ability to know who you ares destined to fall in love with.", Ashe said.

I shook my head then spoke up

"No. I don't know. It seems like it doesn't it ? I mean Sereaphina is going to leave when this is all over, so in the end reconciling with Isobel is my only choice. Destiny. It works."

"Then call her"

"Wait. . .Who ?"

"Isobel. Call her. Destiny is about the destination not the journey. So get there."

"You think I should call Isobel ?", I ask for confirmation.

"Yes, I do. Something is not right about that Angel. I mean, have you noticed she's a little . . . slow."

". . . I think she had a traumatic childhood is all."

"We all had traumatic childhoods She's batshit insane, Paris. I mean she killed someone in a fucking restaurant. If I didn't think you had feelings for Isobel I would tell you to make it work with the murderous dominatrix Angel and her magic vagina.  You and Isobel were sickeningly sweet together, Isobel made you happy. She was good for you. Call Isobel."

I stop mid-sip and quirk my head towards Ashe.

" . . . Did you just call my girlfriend a dominatrix", I start lowering my voice.

"She wears leather and makes men her bitch, I'm calling it like I hear it."

"Ashe. Stop"

"Also did you call her your girlfriend."

". . . Oh, shit . . . did I ?"

He slams his beer down catching the attention of the  young blonde bartender, who had turned up the speaker and was dancing a little behind the bar.

"Call, Isobel"

". . .it's just  . . .Sera has these eyes, Ashe."

"All women have eyes. Although I'm no expert on women", he laughs to himself, "Or eyes..."

"Her eyes are this unnaturally bright blue, like giant blue marbles. Despite the killing people, muscles and attitude there is something innocent and hopeful in her eyes. Like she sees something she wants but thinks she can't have."

"You . . .", Ashes says slowly. Skeptically

"Love", I said, "Forgiveness ? Maybe ? I don't know I think something in her past."

"That's bullshit.  . . call Isobel. At least tell her you moved on, you owe her that much"

Fuck.

I bowed my head a little in shame. I guess I should have at least done that. I take my phone out, it clicks when I unlock it. Ashe listens while I stare at the screen

"Hey, don't try that fake dialing shit on me."

"I have a text . I think it's from Sera."

"Mistress Seraphina---", he mocks.

"Shut up. Its says '836 Broadway. 10pm. Alone. S.'"

"Cryptic."

"This morning Helios said he was going to tell her everything. This might be the break we've been waiting for."

"Then shouldn't she be telling all of us ? We could all meet at the Spindle."

I suddenly realize why she wanted me to come alone. Sera didn't trust my other Bothers. Hell, I couldn't trust them. We still didn't know who put that camera in my room or why. I doubted it was Ashe but I wasn't about to hold his disability against him, Ashe's power was convincing others to do what he wanted.

"No, it's fine. I'll let everyone know what she says as soon as I get back."

"Callum is going to hate that."

I open up the GPS and find nothing for the address.

"What the hell is 836 Broadway anyway."

Ashe nearly spits out his beer, repeating the address to himself.

"What ?"

"Nothing ?"

"What ?"

"It's nothing. Just try and get us something that will help us win. I can't take the tension at St. Lilaith's anymore or powdered eggs."

There is a silence as the blonde pours Ashe another beer.

" . . .hey, so you and my brother. That wasn't because of me was it. I know I gave you a hard time about it and I know you . . .um. . . . used to have a thing for me.", I say carefully

Ashe's gaze turned serious.

"No. Things just got complicated."

We sit in a collective silence for several minutes.

Back at St. Lilth's Callum was still rationing the kitchen while finding locations for his new ammunition operation. The money I'd managed to siphon from Helios was small but we were making progress. Damien has been working long hours on those still recovering from the warehouse attacks. He was still digging bullets out, Callum had made them small like that on purpose. Six Brothers were still missing or hostages

For a moment drinking a beer for breakfast with my best friend was the most peace I've had in years.

"I missed this" I said

Ashe pulls his hat over his head, a tiny hint of red on his face.

"Shut the fuck up."

+2+

“Do you have a reservation ?”

“I-uh, no. I’m sorry-is this 836 Broadway ? I think I might have the wrong place . . .”

In my peripheral vision I can tell the young redheaded girl is shaking her head, but I’m not comfortable looking at her. She looks like she is maybe eighteen and is barley dressed. A few glances confirm she is wearing a skin colored bikini with a few strategically placed rhinestones. Behind her I can see a few other women dressed in similar fashion.

“Sir ?”, she calls to me.

I look back out the entrance and see two men outside taking a smoke, despite the fact that’s it’s December they aren’t wearing coats and are in sleeveless shirts. The men all have the SGI insignia on their huge biceps. I turn back to the hostess.

“Umm . . .”, I peek back over my shoulder. The SGI men are still by the entrance. Way too close for comfort,

The men aren’t alone. They have a few women I imagine from the club with them. Had Sera known the SGI would be here? What the hell was she playing at meeting me here ?

I mentally cursed out Ashe, he probably knew exactly what kind of  place this was. He had a running tally of every debauched place in this city, sorted by decade.

"Your name, sir. I can check the guest list."

“Paris", I tell her, "Paris Prince."

"Here you are !", she looks at her list.

She smiles and instead of having me follow her, she takes my hand. She’s small and the heels she's wearing do nothing to help her.

I put my shades back on as she touches my arm in a fake flirtatious manner. 836, The 8 floors, 3 bars and 6 stages Gentlemen's club has a bar and velvet curtained private rooms on each level and staffed with very beautiful women.

The girl leads me to to one of the private rooms, I push back the curtain to find a small room empty except for a shinning disco ball and black Formica table.

“So . . .party for one ?”, she asks as I peer into the room.

“I. . . don’t know”

I walk back to the hallway and peer over the railing. I focus on the luxury lounge on the ground floor. It has a much classier feel that the top floor. It's decked out in black furniture, hazy lights and champagne bottles.

“What’s down there ?”, I ask

“VIP”, she says, “Would you like to upgrade ? It's just 5000.00 dollars.”

I take my shades off and lean further over the banister, really studying the people below. I ignore the waitresses and the stage in the center and instead focus on the customers in the  circular seating areas.

“Is everything okay ?”, the hostess asks.

“Just . . . admiring the view.”, I say

“If you see something you like . . . I can discount the upgrade.”

“I do. . .”, I remark quietly

I scan the floor again, when I find what I'm looking for I slip my shades back on.

I recognize Helio’s guard, Titus, from his broad shoulders. He is sitting next to Helios, his eyes on one of the blonde girls in Helios' lap. Leon is behind Helios. Leon has his back to Helios and is scanning the area, he’s all professional and doesn't even flinch or peek at the women around him.

Helios on the other hand is taking full advantage. That is when he’s not speaking directly to the disapproving men sitting next to him who look like they belong in the Japanese mafia.

Seraphina is perched on a chair pulled up the area, it had taken a few seconds for me to recognize her. Her hair is pulled up in a straight ponytail and she isn't wearing a stitch of make up. Her eyes are the only color on her face I can make out the sharp shape of her strong jaw and the faint lines around her lips and eyes stand out. She is wearing a gray button up, slacks and jacket  perfectly cut and tailored. She blends in almost seamlessly with the clubs clientele.

She looks up to the eighth floor and scans where I’m standing. At first her gaze goes past me, then back. I take my shades off and our eyes meet. She closes her eyes slowly in acknowledgment.

Seraphina's gaze slides over to Titus and the blonde he finally got the courage to talk to . The girl is now sitting in Titus' lap and the whole time Titus' eyes are firm on the blondes sparkly pink bikini top.Titus glares when he notices Seraphina watching him awkwardly flirt. The blonde notices this too . . . notices Sera watching them.  When Seraphina makes eye contact with the girl, the girl doesn’t look away.

I see Seraphina’s bare lips move and the girls kicks up a shiny patent leather nude high heel and smiles. I gather Seraphina complimented her on them. Titus starts talking again, but the girl can’t seem to ignore Seraphina’s icy stare. The girl says something to her and Seraphina looks down at her right hand covered in gold rings and bangles.

Seraphina says something else and the girl gives Titus the one-finger patient signal and moves to sit on Seraphina's knee, she starts admiring her jewelry, leaving Titus seething and gripping a fifty. Helios finds this amusing, the mafia men do not. They talk and the girl starts playing with Seraphina’s ponytail. The girl grabs the collar of Sera's shirt and moves to straddle her lap and suggestively moving her hips. All this even though Sera had yet to pay her. Titus frowns and squeezes the glass in his hand so hard it breaks. Seraphina's hands hover at the girl's waist and Sera whispers something, her lips getting a little too close.

Sera looks briefly back at Titus as the girl stands and holds her hand in that flirty way the hostess held mine then leads her away. Once out of sight Sera says something to the girl and points up to the eighth floor. The girl obliges and they take the steps up to where I am. I duck back into the private room, slightly disgusted at seeing a food menu laminated to the table.

The curtain swooshes open and Seraphina gives me a respectfully nod.

“Oh—hi”, the blonde comes in behind her. She turns to Sera, “Sweetie we are supposed to charge for doubles but you seem nice so—“

“Get out”, Seraphina , cuts her off.

“But”, the girls says

Seraphina hands her another folded bill.

“Get. . . out”, she says slowly and the girl takes the hint, I notice Seraphina does turn slightly to watch her leave. Once she’s gone Seraphina sits down.

“When I said I wanted to take you out, this isn’t what I meant. . . not even close. This isn't funny Seraphina.”

“This is as close to alone as I get nowadays. Follow me we don't have long"

"Sera, I'm really not into playing your kinky games right now. What did Helios want to tell you this morning"

"Follow.   .  . me", she repeats.

She peeks out the room and gestures me to follow her down the hall.I follow at her at a distance down the spiral stairs and out a back entrance. In the alley I catch up and walk beside her.

"Sera, what's going on. What did Helios tell you ?"

She doesn't answer and we walk two blocks to where Helios' white Hummers are parked.  She opens the backdoor and steps aside so I can peer in.

At first I don't see anything. Then I noticed a dark splatter on the back of the passenger side headrest.

"Is that Demon blood ? Is this where Helios kept the hostages."

"No.This stain is too old. This blood stain is like back splash, like someone's was shot."

I study the stain and get into the car and kneel with my knees on the back seat.  I can see clear out the back window with a good view and access to the side windows. Whoever had been shot back was on their knees on the backseat.

"This is the car from when we followed Helios to Long Island. When that second passenger was shooting at us. . . I shot back, I must have hit him.", I said

"You hit him in the shoulder and his blood spattered on the headrest."

I run a hand over the dark stain from the passenger's wound. It's Demon blood.

"The passenger in the car with Helios was a Demon ? It's probably the same person who set up the camera in my room. Shit. That's why you didn't find a camera in your room. It's a fucking inside job. Someone's at St. Lilth's is working with Helios."

"Paris. . . you can't trust any of your Brothers. That's why I asked you to come alone."

"I can figure this out", I realized, "I just have to find out who has this wound. That's all."

"How ? A strip search ?"

"Ironic", I gestured back to the club.

She twirls the key to the Hummer on her finger.

"Get in"

"Sera. . . what is it ?"

"Just . . .Get in"

"Sera-"

"Paris, I know what Helios is planning. You were wrong. Helios is all about the big picture".

 

+3+

                                                                                            Ariel
Seraphina's closet smells like cologne and eyes won't stop watering from the scent, so I pour down the last of the mini bottle of Vodka to see if that helps. It doesn't.I'd taken advantage of Seraphina's absence and found her new hiding place for her mini bottles.  I'd gotten so calm and bored that I'd started trying on her high heels. They were all sized at 11.5 and I nearly killed myself from the height.

I sat back and toppled back into the pile of shoes in her closet, pulling down a few dresses. I'd made an absolute mess in her closet and  and didn't care one bit. I jumped when I heard her door open, the sparkly pump falling off my foot. I sat up and closed the closet doors.

Seraphina had come back early, she never came back early. I'd slumped against the pile of shoes hoping Helios wasn't with her. I wasn't ready to face her or have her yell at me for drinking, I just wanted to pass out. I started to drift off when I heard another voice. A male voice.

I got up on my knees and peeked through the vents cut into the French closet doors.

I could see she'd dressed down tonight. No make-up.  It'd been a long time since I'd seen her like that. She unlocked her vanity drawer and pulled out a folder with the SGI insignia on it.  She set it aside, put on a quick coat of lipstick and shook her hair out.

She finally turned and opened her balcony door. I squinted my eyes when a figure stepped off her balcony, as if it was nothing. As if it were normal.

I sat up more and recognized the dark haired Paris Prince instantly. He was wearing black shades and a red scarf pulled up high over his smiling scar. What as he doing here ? In Seraphina's room ?

He looked so out of place among the all the frills and lace but he seemed comfortable. He pulled off his scarf, fitted coat and shades. He seemed short next to Seraphina, he wast slim with pale skin and slightly long dark hair, high cheekbones and the way his black vest and shirt fit him made him appear well put together. His cheeks were red from the cold making him look a little boyish. If he were a boy I'd think he was cute, since he was a man, a technically powerful man, I thought he was handsome.

Seraphina picks up the file and holds it out him.

"Helios is going to change eveything, he--"

The Prince bought his fingers to her lips, his neck craned up and his eyes never leaving hers. I leaned in knowing how someone touching Seraphina was going to end.

“Not yet. I’m really not ready for my world to implode just yet.”

He wound her ponytail around his hand and pulled her down for a kiss. I nearly yelped in surprise but bit my tongue.

They pulled apart at the same time, taking a few seconds before joining again. A subtle sigh of frustration every time they separated. I watched the way he bought his hands slowly down the outline of her body over her clothes.

“How. . bad. . is it”, he asks pulling her closer by her belt and unbuckling it one-handedly, he pushed her to lean back on the edge of her bed, so she had to slightly tilt her chin up to look at him.

“Helios wants everything. He wants to be a God.”

He slips one button loose on her shirt, then another before kissing her again. My face grew hot and I realized what was about to happen, but I was also floored by how . . . different it was from what I knew. It was slow. . . very very slow. The way they kissed, the way they touched each other. It was all  kind of chaste to start. He wasn’t frantic or eager. His hands didn’t grab for the obvious  . . . places.

“ Searphina. . . you need to get out. Disappear before you have to do something you might regret”

“ I can’t. . ... It will just prove to Helios' men that they were right. They will hunt me down They’ve always thought me a traitor. ”

“You… are “, he said pulling the zipper of her pants down.

Seraphina had been betraying Helios . . . us Angels this whole time. I closed my eyes realizing her fate would be no different from Ares or Hippolyta. She was going to die for this if someone found out.

You're a traitor, Seraphina. You can’t change that.”, he said.

“That’s not what I want to change”

“What then ?”, he looked down and stared at bare strip skin that lead from her navel and down to wear her zipper ended. 

"Not doing this sooner", She reached up for him and bought him down beside her on the bed and quickly moved to straddle him, her knees on either side of him, "Before Helios. Before Isobel. I should have told you I loved you."

"Sera, you hardly knew me then."

She leaned down to kiss him again, his hand sweeping and holding her hair back. Sera pulled a away a little and studied his eyes.

"What ?", he said

"Paris. . . don't you see why Helios told me his plans"

"Does it matter ?"

She put her hands on his chest, slowly moving them up and down.

"Look", she said

There is a silence as his eyes go over her body, then rest on her hands.

"What, I don't have time for. . . oh"

He picks up her left hand. It's bare except for a simple ring on her finger. I hadn't even noticed that. The Prince sits up and Seraphina moves off of him.

"Helios proposed to you. . .you're his fiancée ?"

"Yes"

Seraphina gets up and slowly starts fixing her clothes.

"Wait. . . it's good", he said with a lightness in his voice, "No, that's great. Helios will never suspect you now."

" I don't like doing this. It will hurt him more when he learns the truth."

"You sound sad about that."

From what I could see from Seraphina's face, she was sad about that. Despite everything about Helios I always knew a small part of her loved him or at least cared for him. She throws his coat and scarf at the Prince.

" Take the file, I need to get back to the club. I'll explain everything I can in the car, Pars."

I let out a sigh of relief ignoring the horrid part of my brain that hadn't wanted them to stop. I wanted to know what to do to have a boy touch and look at me the way he did her.

He seems to shake off the emotional moment between them easily.

"Start from the beginning", he says pulling on his coat, "Tell me everything, love."

 "Well, It starts with a siege and ends with New Aeterna"

+4+

"What the hell is New Aeterna", Callum shouts out before I can even speak.

I'd turned on the projector to show one of the images in the file Seraphina had given me. It showed the the main Island of Manhattan from the bottom of Battery Park to the Broadway bridge.

The area on the map was outlined and the imagery of a Lux Aeterna was stamped on it.

"This",  I said turning to Damien, Ashe, Callum and Lystander seated before me, "Is New Aeterna"

"That's Manhattan", Lysander says. I think for Ashe's benefit.

"It is today, but when Helios is done. This part of the world will be New Aeterna. A sovereign independent island nation for this generation of Angels and the next to come."

There is a beat of silence.

"What the fuck are you talking about ?", Callum says, "I swear that Angel is fucking with us."

"Helios wants New York ?", Damien laughs, "He wants his own country ? How ? Why ?"

"I think the why is pretty obvious", Jona says from his seat next to Callum, "We lost our country. We hide out here like we don't exist. If we could have our own land our own place to belong. . . . wouldn't you go for--"

"Would you all just shut up and listen.", I leaned against my desk and looked back at the map.

I closed my eyes and thought back to how Seraphina had explained it to me on the ride back to the club. My eyes had been stuck on the small shiny diamond on her ring finger. I knew it didn't mean anything, but realizing how serious Helios was about her scared me.

She'd kept her voice steady the entire ride back.

"Ever since SGI returned to Homeland and found it in ruins, it's been the dream of each SGI leader to bring back our civilization." Sera had said her eyes on the road, "Helios fought other men's wars, fought for other men's countries in hope he'd have one of his own one day.

Helios was following a lead from his predecessor about the possible existence of female Angels. When he tracked us down in New York he scouted the area before he made contact."

"Isaiah noticed them when they were scouting", I'd cut in, "It was why he created the daemons he thought they might try to start the old war."

She'd nodded and continued

"Helios found more than he was bargaining for. Not only did he find a community of Angels  but he found the perfect land to conquer. Manhattan has infrastructure, riches and eight million humans to live as second class citizens.Manhattan is also an island, so he can easily isolate it and put up defenses to take it as his own.

Helios spent years working for corrupt governments and organizations. He knows how to stage an attack and win, he knows how to take by force. Apparently he spent the past year learning the city and it's weaknesses.

The only hiccup in Helios' plan was.  . .  you Demons. You know only white gold can hurt our kind, plus you are just as invincible as him. When Helios rises up to claim Manhattan as New Aeterna,  he couldn't risk having you oppose him or working with the government to stop him.

His plan was to move you out of the city and cut you down one by one. It's why he wanted to push you into one corner of the city. But he realized Hmjeu's business was very profitable. The money is the only reason he's keeping you around for a few more months."

"So our money has been staving off genocide", I simplified, "Damm. We've kept ourselves hidden from humans for so long. Their ideologies and notions about what we are and aren't could be problematic. He can't reveal us like that."

"There's more"

"What.", I'd said flatly

"Helios' knows the United States government isn't going to just give him the island. Not even close. He's going to wage war to conquer the island, it should only take a few days for him to win and Helios loves the thrill of war."

"He can't win. . . not with his small army. There's what ? 60 SGI"

She made a sharp turn.

"Helios has a second army."

"More Angels ?"

"No. . . he is getting an army of bloodthirsty daemons."

She couldn't circle the club anymore and pulled into a shaded parking spot. I turned to face her profile half covered in shadows.

"How ? The only survivors are with us."

"You killed the creatures but you didn't kill the creator."

Isaiah

Fuck.

Sera turns to give me a pointed look. It'd been my mistake that let Isaiah get away. I'd been to concerned about her welfare at the time to kill him.

"Isaiah hates Angels, in fact he created the daemons to kill them", I reminded her.

"Helios told me Isaiah's has never forgiven you for killing his creatures and not seeing his vision. He wants revenge and Helios offered him a high ranking position in . . . New Aeterna and the possibility of keeping you as his prisoner."

I shuddered.

"I don't understand, Sera. Isaiah's daemons weren't perfect.  "

"These new daemons are different. They crave human blood. Isaiah spent the past year perfecting his new formula. "

"Wait. . . they crave human blood ?"

"Yes. these new daemons are what Helios is going to use to bring the government into submission. He wants the whole world to see his creatures attack and kill any soldiers the US government sends his way. The daemons will enforce martial law in New Aeterna. Helios will finally be treated like a god"

"And you his goddess ?"

Seraphina doesn't respond. She clicks on the overhead light and opens the file with all the information on it and starts to read

"It says ; the Angel elements prepares the human for death. The Demon element--Demon blood--reintegrates them after death and a diet of human blood keeps them . . . bloodthirsty and hostile."

"We destroyed the Snowfire Apples last year how--"

"It turns out all he needed was a purer Angel element"

". . . Tessa's bone marrow from her wings."

"Yes", she put the folder away.

"They're monsters. I bet this is the only reason Leon got Aria pregnant"

"No", Sera cut in, "Leon had no idea. He was just as shocked as me when Helios told him. "

"The humans don't stand a chance against those creatures, those vampires, Sera . . . what are we going to do ?"

" I don't know. The testing is over and Helios will start building his army in just a few weeks. Luring in strong young humans. He. . . He wants me to train them."

 "Sera, I can't stand for this. You have to take him out. Now."

"I can't. Titus is with him all the time now. Helios already told the rest of the men about New Aeterna and they are elated. If we take him out  now the rest will take up the battle in his honor."

"Then Isaiah, we need him gone. If he can't create the daemons Helios can't win."

"He's in Long Island somewhere. I'm doing my best to get a location."

"I'm tired of hearing what you can't do Sera.", I snapped at her, "This is all going to shit."

I shut off the overhead light. I realize that it might have been Isaiah who shot at us in Long Island and Isaiah who put that camera in my bedroom. Hell, he probably even told Helios about how profitable the business was.

"Sera, are you sure Helios doesn't know about you and I . He could be stringing you along."

"No", she says, "If Helios knew I slept with you he'd hang me before touching me."

". . . Please be safe Sera. We will figure this out so we can get you out of there."

"It's you  who needs protection, sweet prince. Isaiah and Helios are just waiting for you to outlive your usefulness."

---

 

I finished explaining to my small circle in front of me. Everyone sat in cold silence.

I'd left out how Sera and I had  resumed our kissing from earlier, how we'd snuck back into one of the private rooms in 836 and how she drank 6 ginger ale and gins, gave me a lap dance, and how we  fucked in what was technically a public space, save for a very thin curtain.

Callum studied the map tapping a pencil over the outline of New Aeterna

" I don't know", Callum said, "We have tell the government. I mean he wants to take part of the country."

"No", I said, "Hmjeu never wanted us to reveal ourselves. . . plus they would lock us the fuck up for insanity."

"Give the fucking island to Helios", Damien says, "We can run before he kills us."

I sighed

"People are going to die, be uprooted and who is to say he won't want more land. This isn't just about Helios. Isaiah was our Brother. Our responsibility."

"Your responsibility", Callum said, "You should have killed him last year. "

"Fine", I said, "My responsibility. If you want to runaway fine. But Helios has a list of all of us. I'm sure the moment he is King or Emperor or whatever of New Aeterna he will start hunting every Demon who escapes down."

There is a silence that follows that statement. I continue.

"In the meantime we act as if we know nothing. Callum is working on the new bullelts. When he is finished we aren't going to just take down Helios. . . we are going to take down every SGI at Queen Anne's who doesn't surrender. Everything we do from now on is to prevent New Aeterna from ever existing."